Freed In Song
Caught within a dying art form
a lyricist passed by
(saying)
“Music is my lord and master
it makes the phrases fly”
Writing lines of words unwedded
the ink once dry is set
Time and memory freed in song
—the poet to forget
(Villanova University: June, 2023)
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